The banquet manager could feel that Long Xiliang had no interest in the ball at all, thinking that Long Xiliang himself probably hated dancing. The banquet manager quickly started talking about the upcoming event schedule.
When the meeting ended, Long Xingkui bid farewell to Long Xiliang. As she walked through the garden path and turned a corner, she encountered the young ladies from prestigious families who had come to Rhode Island for the banquet.
"Miss Nine, what a coincidence."
"The weather is so nice today. I didn't expect to meet Miss Nine in the garden."
"Miss Nine, you look so beautiful today as well."
Long Xingkui was long used to such flattery from these socialites.
What coincidence, what a surprise—they had probably been waiting for her in the garden for quite some time.
Long Xingkui accurately called out the names of these young ladies, and they were somewhat flattered that she recognized them.
